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The locality where the officers of civil services used to live called the civil lines and the quality this area have is that many of bungalows are designed in Victorian style and most of its compound are well wooded by the old large trees . During the british rule in India these areas developed by britishers and also they planted the moist deciduous trees there to felt the natural tranquillity around them . Whenever I go to these civil line areas I feel the presence of relaxation in the lap of nature . Some years back at the well wooded civil lines area of Sitapur city I passed the afternoons during my optometry training . Believe me the calmness and the presence of natural environment I saw there to such extent that I used to visited regularly and the crispy dry leaves dispersed everywhere on the path which gave the chance to the birds like Jungle babblers with mixed hunting party of other birds to find out the insects which are good source of protein . Kutroo kutroo calls of the...

When we relaxed and our mind brings out the pile of memories in front of us then at that time we review some of them which are our favorite too . Here in this blog I am going to share some of my most remembered memories with our readers . I have almost a long journey of four decades where in the corner of my mind there are some of the memories which are permanently stored and no one could erased that . When I was a child I was very shy in nature especially in front of girls but their attraction also influenced my heart too and no one knows how much . Actually it was the different story and not need to share it although it were pleased memories saved forever.  I was the gorgeous boy when I was born as told by my mother and her eyes never failed because each mother have special abilities to explore her child better then others . My mother was the government teacher and father was the forest department employee and I have also the elder brother who born just a year before me at Lu...